Barefoot in the Nation's Oldest City

My best friend Melissa and I spent some time in St Augustine, Florida today. St Augustine is the oldest city in the United States and is thus a huge tourist destination. Hence, lots of shopping opportunities. We walked around the shops and tried some delicious food and then shopped ourselves broke. Then we took some pictures! Melissa is an aspiring photographer, so I hope you enjoy them! If you're ever in northern Florida/southern Georgia and need a photographer, I'll hook you up with her!

The streets of St Augustine are surprisingly clean. A lot of their cement is made of sea shells, which is kind of cool and it also scrubs your feet clean while you walk.

We found a pretty gazebo to take pictures in. I twirled. 

I had an itch on my nose.

Trying to keep my dress from flying up while I was twirling. I normally wear leggings underneath, but Florida is a lot warmer than Canada so it would have been incredibly uncomfortable to do so.

On the down spiral of a twirl.

Then we were tired, so we went home.

New camera!

My amazing husband bought me a new camera for my vacation! It wasn't anything fancy or expensive, but it's a major upgrade from my last one, which is a few years old now. Here's some of the first pics I took with the new beautiful piece of equipment.

My vacation pedicure! I had a request for dark maroon/brown, so here you go!

Here's another shot at a slightly different angle.

Here's my hubby and some of his friends. 

And here's their family! My husband was the best man at their wedding.

Hey Girl, Hay

We went to visit our friends and they showed us their hay barn.

Yay, hay!

This is the new catwalk.

Hay is actually sort of difficult to climb.

Bare feet enjoying soft hay.

Goodbye farm!

This house is empty and cleaner than it has ever been. Time to say goodbye!

Goodbye house!

Goodbye Mrs Tuxedo Pants!

Such a beautiful and cuddly kitty.

Goodbye field where I like to spin around and dance.

Goodbye fence!

Goodbye farm.

Moving Day, Part 4

I spackled all the nail holes and now I have to sand them.

Getting creative about how to reach the spots.

Almost done!

This is one of the last boxes I carried out of our house.

And now we are done moving!

I can put my feet up and relax.

Burn, Baby Burn

Out at the farm, we don't have a garbage pickup program, so we have to either haul it to town ourselves or burn it.

I choose pyromania.

This is our burn barrel. Real classy, eh?

It's hard to see if it's burning or not with sunglasses on.

Much better!

Moving Day, Part 3

Ok, I am getting really sick of moving. It's so exhausting. Just one more day of this. I can do it!

I need a power nap first.

A rundown of my exhausting day: On very little sleep, I drove an hour out to the farm to pack some more of our things and load them up. That took three hours. While I was there, I noticed that my yellow jacket sting I got on Saturday (at the buffalo thing... we accidentally stood on their nest) was really swollen and was turning purple. Figured I would go to the doctor once I got back to Edmonton and drove to Edmonton. Unloaded the things in my vehicle into our new place and was in sooo much pain from my sting. I called the doctor and they told me to put baking soda and cold water on it. Now it's much less painful, but I still had to go back to the farm and finish packing. Hence, this picture:

32 oz of licorice milkshake later (Have I mentioned how I'm addicted to Burger Baron milkshakes? ) I was feeling much more energetic!

Apparently all I need to make me happy is some artificially flavored frozen milk product.

This rug I'm standing on came all the way from Saudi Arabia!

My in-laws have this office mat in their garage. It's one of those plastic ones that has those hard spikes on the bottom so it will stick to your carpet. You're supposed to put your rolley office chair on it so you can actually use the wheels, but instead they just have it in their garage for people with bare feet to step on.

It's my favorite part of going in their garage.

This is my second favorite part - dirty feet yay!

The dirt really emphasizes my footprint.

Kneeling pose, as per request.